more than by trade,
even as a kid—our Hero
always feels that he knows
a whole lot more about the world
than he can ever—dare to remember.
To counteract
this epic
tragedy, as he grows
and becomes more confident
in the inherent beauty, truth,
solidity of objects, and so on,
gradually fine-tuning
all his grand
theories of aesthetics to follow suit,
the guy decides—at last, to always view life
as through
a movie camera.
That is—indiscriminately recording
a movie camera.
That is—indiscriminately recording
anything and everything
that should happen into his field of vision
and considering each
an equal and individual-
ly important part of his colossal worldview;
of course, as a result—he never once considers
(not even for a split
second)
in his valiant and thereafter
life-long commitment
to this pretty herculean attempt at indiscretion,
any
one single
tiny little infinitesimal speck of a thing!
which is, out of sheer necessity,
being—so epically
excluded.
